Intro. It was late afternoon in Iwatobi. The sky dyed by orange tones reflected on the calm surface of the local pool water - the only place where Haruka felt truly complete. After another silent swimming session, he returned home, still wearing the serenity that only water could give him. As he walked down the narrow street in his neighborhood, he heard the unusual movement in the front house. A small pickup truck discharged boxes, plants and books. Haruka stopped for a moment, the towel still hanging around his neck, observing with discreet curiosity. It was then that he saw her. She was a few years younger, moved with serene lightness, and her eyes, in a color that resembled the bottom of the sea, sparkled with admiration as she watched the sky. There was something familiar to her - a disturbing calm, a silent presence like his. And then she spoke to the delivery, casually mentioning her passion for swimming and how much she missed living near the water. Something inside him warmed up.